The clouds and mist shrouded in the valley area, thousands of feet high hidden in the middle, the golden sunlight from the two oblique recesses on the top of the mountain, just to illuminate the Khitan warriors on the other side of the river, and the shadows cut by the sunlight just hide us deep under the shade of the mountain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As the Han people who wore linen and filial piety walked to the edge of Tianchi Pond, the whole team also stopped temporarily.

On the current Tianchi, there is a biting cold air, which is almost visible, just like the minions of demons, unceremoniously climbing directly onto the flesh and skin of the living, and then instantly freezing it into a piece of hard ice.

Not long after, the Han slaves, who had been tortured by the extreme cold and torture, were crushed by the cold wind blowing on the frozen lake, turned into lifelike ice sculptures, and finally fell to the ground.

At first, those Khitan soldiers didn't know how cold those mist shrouded them were, and when they saw those slaves fall for no reason, of course, they scolded and held whips in their mouths and were about to go up and whip them up.

One of them, an unusually burly knife and axeman, grinned even more and his eyes bulging, and he was the first to walk up, he shook the leather whip in his hand and crackled it, and opened the slaves in front of him all the way, and walked into the Tianchi Lake, which had been completely shrouded in cold.

There was another loud whip, and from then on, everything was calm, and the others could see the burly and muscular back of the axeman in the cold air from a distance, but now it looked motionless, only an ice crystal slowly growing from his hand......

"Ahhhh The frightened slaves fled frantically like cattle and sheep, all doing their best to get away from the "cannibalistic" cold here.

Even the majestic Khitans were shocked, and hesitated for a long time on the question of whether to snatch back the corpses of their companions, and finally under the command of the Khitan generals, those Khitans temporarily abandoned this idea and began to maintain order among the slaves.

However, these are not a big problem, after all, the Khitans are also gradually transformed from a nomadic people, and it is still very easy for them to catch a few weak Han slaves back.

When the Khitans saw that the escaped slaves were running farther and farther, they had nothing to worry about, so they basically put down the spears or shields and knives in their hands unhurriedly, and took the lassos brought by their companions before they trotted all the way to catch up.

Bringing a horse pole, this sounds very puzzling at first glance, but in fact, this is the tradition of the Khitan people, the Khitan country is a country on horseback, even if I travel to war, I will bring a horse pole, in order to meet a good wild horse, I can use it to catch and tame.

Speaking of which, the sword and axe men in this Khitan team are basically on the horse pole, although those men look relatively short and fat, but in fact, their strength is one of the best in the entire team.

The slaves were basically very weak, and even if they ran, they couldn't run fast, and they "ran" at a speed similar to the trotting speed of the samurai, and after a while the samurai caught up with the slaves.

They stretched out the lassoscope pole with a slipknot in their hands, and they could easily hit their targets, and those poles tied up the escapees fiercely with a contraction, and then coupled with the strong brawn support of those Khitan warriors, those hungry and cold slaves were slapped on the ground at once, and they would not have the strength to get up for half a day.

"Hahaha-" The Khitans obviously saw this as a fun hunting game, and in the case of their absolute superiority in strength.

This can easily lead to what was originally just a simple arrest, but it turned into malicious teasing - many Khitans will deliberately put those men who are physically strong away after cleaning up the old, weak, sick and disabled, and then put them in the end, but after the trap, they deliberately leave a gap to escape, so that they can run again.

And so on and so forth, until the slave was exhausted, and then he would give up, and at last he would tie it up like an animal, and then drag it on the ground, and slowly drag it back and forth.

After only about half a pillar of incense, those Khitan warriors came back with their "prey", and those almost unclothed slaves were rudely thrown into the snow by them, and some of the slaves who were already physically exhausted could not bear the pain, and immediately curled up in the snow and died......

Perhaps dissatisfied with the recklessness of his men, and the fact that he had broken a few more good slaves, the only general, who was on a tall horse, raised his whip in anger and gave a hard lesson to several of them, and his mouth was incessantly cursed, and his heavy roar echoed throughout the valley.

Can be scolded and scolded, beaten and beaten, there is still a thick layer of ice on the water of Tianchi Lake, and the white cold air on it is still clearly visible, and the corpses that were unfortunately swallowed by the cold have been frozen into a large ice lump, without human shape at all, just like a swollen white-faced steamed bun, warning of the danger here all the time.

Time passed little by little, and another cold wind with a chill blew through, freezing those Khitan warriors while they were restless, and at the same time taking the lives of a few more slaves by the way.

The bewitching red dandelions were still slowly swaying on the bottom layer of the lake, and the leading general saw it and felt that he could not wait any longer, so he ordered his men to go to the rear camp of the army to get something.

I could hear what he was saying, but there was a whole distance between them, and in the end I could only hear the word "coffin" in a few words that came me.

"They're really dehumanizing." Looking at the Han slaves who were frozen to death on the other side of the shore, Hu Yanlan threw herself into my arms sadly, don't look over and don't want to look at it again, "Are the hearts of those Khitan people still open?" ”

In the face of this question, I was also speechless, and I really didn't know how to reply, so I could only pat her on the back and continue to read without saying a word.

I saw the soldiers in the group on the other side scatter in all directions, making way for the two soldiers in front of them, and the two burly soldiers appeared carrying a coffin of black wood.

When I saw this "funeral procession" just now, I never saw the coffin, and I didn't know where the Khitans hid it.

When the coffin was carried out, the general dismounted, motioned for his men to put the coffin down, and opened the lid of the coffin himself.

"Usopdu—" the general chuckled, and the dandelions, which were floating in the sky, slowly descended as if they were about to burrow into a coffin.